I Love Candy

What do you mean I can't have any candy?

Just because I don't have any teeth yet? That's a gip...

Hey, how 'bout some Gummy Bears then?

Rastaman Vibrations

Rasta Pumpkin-head

Have you ever had one of those days where no matter how nice you are to your parents, they still dress you up in the dumbest outfits for their own twisted amusement? Now it's true that I may have some natty dreadlocks, but they put this pumpkin hat on me and sit there and laugh like they're toking on the ganja weed.

I shall now sidetrack this blog entry with some righteous indignation from my brother Peter Tosh:

"Downpresser man, where you gonna run to?
You gonna run to the sea, but the sea will be boiling.
You gonna run to the rocks, but the rocks will be melting.
I wouldn't like to be a flea under your collar, man.
You can run but you can't hide.
You're gonna run to Jah, begging him to hide you."

I implore each and every one of you to continue to fight the system and the man. If we don't "Get Up, Stand Up" together we will surely all be wearing pumpkin hats soon.

Power to the people!

Face Off

Madame, may I present you with a Raspberry?

Dog, you can come at me with everything you've got, but you better bring your 'A-game'. You may be a player, but I'm a player hater and all I gots to say is "Pthbththh!"

The American Heritage Dictionary provides the slang definition for raspberry as:
A derisive or contemptuous sound made by vibrating the extended tongue and the lips while exhaling. ETYMOLOGY: Obsolete raspis, raspberry + berry; possibly short for raspberry tart, rhyming slang for fart.

So, knowing that, is it any wonder I like to do it so much?

The Shining

Wait 'til they get a load of me...

all work and no play makes O Jo a dull boy...all work and no play makes O Jo a dull boy...all work and no play makes O Jo a dull boy...all work and no play makes O Jo a dull boy...all work and no play makes O Jo a dull boy...all work and no play makes O Jo a dull boy...all work and no play makes O Jo a dull boy...all work and no play makes O Jo a dull boy...

It's the Great Pumpkin, O Jo

I heard that every Halloween the Great Pumpkin visits his favorite pumpkin patches and brings gifts to all the good boys and girls. My father decided that we should do this dry run first, in preparation for the big event. I think the white kitchen tile and lack of nippy air detracts from the overall experience, but clearly my hair and its silhouette would scare the bejeesus out of most trick-or-treaters.

Mirror Mirror

Mirror Mirror on the wall, who's the cutest of them all? (Sorry, couldn't resist)

Papa's Got a Brand New Bag

Ooh, that's some camera

Although it doesn't look like much on this blog (in fact it looks worse due to compression - please click on the picture for a slightly better version), this is one of the first products borne from the loins of dad's new Sony 8.0 Megapixel Effective Super HAD CCD, Carl Zeiss lens, 7X Optical, 5X Smart Zoom, 5 Area Multi-Point AF with Manual Select, with InfoLithium NP-FM50 battery! (manly Home Improvement grunts ensue...Hoh, Hoh, Hoh) (the specs kind of read like a Tom Clancy novel).

In any case, as you can see by my expression it's pretty frickin' sweet looking, too. I keep telling him that I won't try to shove it in my mouth but he won't let me play with it yet - I guess I'll have to wait until he's asleep.

In other news, please note the recent addition to my Fellow Bloggers. Amy and family moved to Bay City quite a while ago. If she is better at keeping up with her blog than I am maybe we'll get to e-visit once in a while. How she manages to do everything she does is amazing.

The Third Eye

If I cover one eye & close the other...

The Hindu epic Mahabharata relates the tale of how Shiva grew his Third Eye, "One day his beautiful consort Parvati, stealthily went behind Lord Shiva and playfully placed her hands over his eyes. Suddenly darkness engulfed the whole world and all beings trembled in great fear as the lord of the universe had closed his eyes. Suddenly a massive tongue of flame leapt from the forehead of Shiva; a third eye had appeared there to give light to the world."

As a new observer I must train myself not only to see, but to perceive as well.

Sri Shiva Tattva teaches that the "The frontal eye, the eye of fire, it is the eye of inner perception. It looks mainly inward, but whenever directed outward, it burns all that appears before it."

As I strive for this Higher Perception I will continue to bestow my idle observations upon all that wish to share. Do not be fooled by my simple ways - although I am quick to giggle and often spit up - much learning may be acquired on this trek.

Only yesterday I saw eternity in a pool of drool.

Portrait of the Blogger as a Young Man

Blogger baby

Sometimes even the great authors need to give in and allow themselves to be captured for posterity while in the throws of creativity. Although I have yet to reach that other shore where masters such as Joyce, Hemingway and Seuss reside, my editor often comments on the moments of brilliance with which that fickle lady Fate presents me.

This entry, however, may not be one of those moments.

Well, maybe next year...

Well, maybe next year...

Holy Cow, how is it that the Cubs aren't in the playoffs? I guess I'm gonna have to get used to saying that!

Happy Anniversary

Happy 2nd Anniversary

I just wanted to send out Happy Anniversary wishes to my parents. Today is their second wedding anniversary. I'm sure glad they "shacked-up" together!